Karma

At our wedding ceremony, the four-year-old nephew of my fiance, Michael Thompson, suddenly rushes onto the stage. He grabs his uncle's hand and cries, "Daddy, why are you marrying another woman? Don't you want me and Mommy anymore?" Seeing this, Lisa Jenner quickly runs over to intervene. She sounds apologetic, but her words are slightly provocative. "I'm so sorry, Sarah. Danny lost his father when he was little and has always seen Michael as his dad. He didn't mean to cause trouble." Even Michael remains completely calm as he picks up Danny. He explains to me, "Before David passed away, he made me promise to take care of his widow and child. I only let Danny call me 'Daddy' so he could have a normal childhood. You understand, right?" As I look at the three of them, standing there like the perfect family, I laugh coldly and rip off my veil. "This poor child has been through so much. How could I possibly steal his dad away? "You know what? Why don't I just let Lisa take my place up here? Then you can have your happy little family of three."

In my previous cycle, when I graduated from university, my cousin Laura gave me a gramophone. But after I received the gramophone, accidents kept befalling my family. In the end, even my boyfriend betrayed me to be with her. It was only then that I learned that all of this was my cousin’s scheme. After I got to the current cycle, I pretended to accept my cousin’s present but never used the gramophone. It led to the curse delivering such a vicious backlash to my cousin and her entire family that they died.

The whole world knows that Rachel Saffron is Matt Quillon's and Sean Coal's true love. My best friend, Winnie Hamilton, and I are merely substitutes for Rachel. It seems like I'm the love of Matt's life, and Winnie is the only woman Sean has ever had eyes for. However, we both know this is nothing but an act.

I was the real heiress in a case of a mistaken identity. Three months after my return, the imposter heiress disappeared.   My brother, Caleb Carter, accused me of jealousy, believing I had driven the fake heiress away. The disappointed look on my parents’ faces revealed their true thoughts.   I was confined in the basement, subjected to daily torture.   Even after my death, my family donated my brain to a research institution.   Later, I watched from heaven as my family broke down upon watching my memories.

Pour pouvoir sortir avec son assistante le jour de Noël, mon mari a mis des somnifères dans le lait de notre enfant. Lorsque j'ai emmené ce petit pauvre, qui avait une forte fièvre, à l'hôpital, je l'ai vu là-bas, portant cette femme dans ses bras. « Manon s'est fait une entorse, je viens l'accompagner pour consulter. » Oui, c'était son explication. Notre enfant était en train de subir une opération d'urgence, mais il semblait n'en avoir rien à faire. J'ai serré dans ma poche le billet de loterie gagnant de dix millions d'euros, et je me suis dit que c'était peut-être le moment de mettre fin à ces sept années de mariage.

A group of unwelcome visitors suddenly show up at a relative's funeral. The man in the lead claims to be my wife's boyfriend and wants to punish me. Apparently, I'm her fresh-faced lover. I don't want this to turn into a big deal because we're at a funeral, so I tell him we'll settle this after everything's over. Unexpectedly, my wife's boyfriend causes a huge fuss and instructs his men to pin me to the ground, wanting me to get on my knees and grovel at his feet. The rest of my relatives are unmoved by this. They watch as my legs get broken. I sneer and say, "Your girlfriend bought this urn for my mom. She spent a fortune on this, you know!" Sure enough, the man is furious. He clamors and wreaks havoc, ultimately smashing the urn to pieces. "How dare you parasites latch onto my girlfriend and try to exploit her! Don't think you're getting a cent out of her!" What he doesn't know is that the "mom" whose funeral is being held is my wife's mother and my mother-in-law. The funeral that is crashing is hers, and her urn is the one he's just smashed.

Reyna dan Adit yang baru saja kehilangan hartanya, terpaksa tinggal di rumah peninggalan almarhum kedua orang tua Adit. Rumah itu merupakan warisan untuknya yang pernah ia tolak. Sejak kepindahannya, berbagai hal aneka terjadi. Mulai dari Reyna yang selalu diganggu oleh makhluk tak kasat mata. Selain itu, hal aneh lainnya Adit rasakan saat para penjaga rumah tersebut bersikap tak wajar. Adit meminta bantuan sang kakak yang bernama Aldi, untuk menyelesaikan masalah yang terjadi dalam rumah itu. Namun, sebuah kenyataan pahit terungkap, jika sang kakak lah dalang dibalik semua kekacauan keluarga Adit.

My fiancé’s first love and I fell down the stairs at the same time, and he chose to save her instead, leaving me to lie there in a pool of blood as I waited for an ambulance. On the brink of death, I begged him not to abandon me, and he only kicked my hand away, saying, “Elodie, can’t you show a little kindness? Don’t you see that Celeste is unconscious?! “…I’ll make sure you pay for this later!” ‘Later’, as he put it, didn’t come to pass. As he left with his first love in his arms, I died along with the baby inside my womb.

Awalnya, Yumna merasa biasa saja, ketika ada chat masuk di mesenger. Dikarenakan suaminya mengatakan bahwa itu adalah anak SMA yang dia jumpai saat kunjungan kerjanya di daerah Jogya. Namun, lama-kelamaan chatnya terlalu menjurus. Isi chatnya pun tidak sesuai dengan usianya, yang seharusnya masih senang berkumpul dengan sahabat-sahabatnya. Attar-- Suami Yumna pun tidak terlalu serius menanggapi gombalan dari anak SMA tersebut. Akan tetapi, Yumna merasa ada yang berbeda dari suaminya setelah tiga bulan kepulangannya dari tugas dan saat menanggapi chat dari anak SMA yang bernama Shanum. Yumna mulai menyelidiki tentang Attar--suaminya dan remaja yang akan menjadi perusak rumah tangganya. Apakah yang didapati oleh Yumna, saat dia mulai curiga pada suaminya? Akankah rumah tangganya hancur oleh kehadiran remaja yang diduga sebagai pelakor?

My husband, once a powerful CEO, had become bankrupt and sank into depression. Overnight, I went from being the wife of a CEO to a lowly worker. To help him pay off his debts and cover the costs of his depression treatment, I took a job as a hostess at an auction house. However, I never expected to see my husband there, who should've been in the hospital undergoing therapy, sitting in the VIP section. Without any hesitation, he bid on an exorbitantly priced necklace and gave it to the woman beside him. That necklace—the one I had pawned to pay off his debts—was my grandmother's heirloom.